xxvii But see the Virgin blest, Time is our tedious Song should here have ending, Her sleeping Lord with Handmaid Lamp attending: And all about the Courtly Stable, Bright barnest Angels sit in order serviceable. A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 This and the following Psalm were don by the Author When the blest seed of Terah's faithfull Son, And past from Pharian fields to Canaan Land, Psalm 136 Let us with a gladsom mind Let us blaze bis Name abroad, For of gods be is the God; Olet us bis praises tell, That doth the wrathfull tyrants quell. That with bis miracles doth make That by his wisdom did create The painted Heav'ns so full of State. That did the solid Earth ordain To rise above the watry plain. That by his all-commanding might, And caus'd the Golden-tressed Sun, The borned Moon to shine by night, He with his thunder-clasping band, And in despight of Pharao fell, The ruddy waves be cleft in twain, Of the Erythræan main. The floods Stood Still like Walls of Glass, But full soon they did devour The Tawny King with all his power. His chosen people he did bless In bloody battail be brought down He foild bold Seon and bis host, And large-lim'd Og he did subdue, And to bis Servant Israel, He bath with a piteous eye And freed us from the slavery Of the invading enimy. For, &c. All living creatures he doth feed, Let us therfore warble forth His mighty Majesty and worth That his mansion bath on high The Passion i Ere-while of Musick, and Ethereal mirth, In Wintry solstice like the shortn'd light! |